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Reject stomped on down the road still quite upset about the whole situation. She didn't want deal anymore people and she especially didn't want to deal with B. she kept walking until she came upon what appeared to be a harbor.
She walked down one of the many docks and sat down dangling her feet over the edge. She leaned over to stare down into the water and at the silhouetted with two glowing azure orbs reflected off the water's surface.
She hated her eyes, they weren't normal, she wished, prayed even, to have eyes just like everyone else, hell, she would settle with eyes like Beyond's if she was given a choice. Her eyes are very similar to B's, however B's eyes could only see those who are going to die whereas Reject's eyes…
…Her eyes could see those who were already dead.
Ethereal eyes as they are known are the eyes that Reject possesses, they can see into the world of the dead as well as the world of the living. Everything in the world of death is covered in a blue haze and the souls and spirits appear visible though this blue haze but they are still quite transparent.
Reject looked up from the water seeing the once barren harbor busy not with just the living but also the dead. Reject leaned back on the dock and sighed.
"Hello R, how's life been treating you?" a familiar voice asked. Reject cracked one annoyed eye open and looked up at the pale blue figure that floated above her.
"Hi A, life's been treating me ok, it's just B that's being an ass but that's ok because I'm not going to deal with him anymore" Reject said sitting up and cracking her neck.
"And why would you say that?" A asked tilting his head and letting his wheat colored bangs fall askew across his dead, pure white and pupilless eyes.
"Because I'm pretty much just another item to him, he really doesn't care about my feelings 'cause I'm just a dog to him so I'm gonna leave" Reject answered bringing her knees to her chest and looking back up to her dead friend.
"Now I know B is a little bit an ass at times, but if there's one thing I know it's that he has a heart and he does care about you…a lot" A said floating down to Reject's side.
"Well he's certainly not showing his heart right now"
"If look a little deeper I think you'll be surprised, if he didn't care about you he never taken you to the hospital or saved you from that mafia thug or replaced your headphones"
"Ok 1: B had to take me to the hospital or else he would have had to explain a dead body to the land lord, 2: it was B's "job" to kill that guy along with the rest of those mafia guys, 3: B was pissed drunk and didn't know what he was doing and if you were paying attention I also lost my virginity that night do to his drunkenness"
A only sighed at her and floated in front of her.
"But you do seem to forget that when he discovered you were a virgin he, despite being drunk, changed his mind it was YOU who pushed him to keep going" A reminded her folding his ghostly arms and raising a nonexistent eyebrow.
Reject didn't say anything so she just looked to one side trying to avoid eye contact with her dead friend because she was too stubborn to admit that he was right.
"Look R, Beyond is my best friend and I know he cares a lot about you not just as friend but much, much more then that…think about it" and with those last words A floated off down the harbor stopping once to wave goodbye.
Reject sighed as she waved weakly at him. She knew A was right but she didn't know what to do so she sat there with her knees to her chest and her cheek resting on them. She wasn't ready to go back to B lest she risk interrupting something.
Thinking a nap would be perfect she leaned back on the dock with her hands behind her head and closed her eyes and soon embraced the bliss of slumber.
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Back at the Wear house B was not doing well. Though he had cleaned up pretty much the entire main room and everything was ready for tonight's endeavor his mind was still wrapped up in conflict about Reject.
"What should I do, what should I do, what should I do?!!"
"Should I go out and look for her or wait for her to come back?"
"No! I've got a hot date tonight I don't have time!"
"But what if she doesn't come back?"
"No! She chose to leave!"
"But what if something happens to her?"
"NO! She's not my problem!"
"But what about my promise to A...I promised A before he died that I would protect her…Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!!" B slammed his fist down on the coffee table he just cleaned.
B was frustrated with his thoughts, so frustrated that he was having trouble trying to focus on the task at hand. At first he blamed Reject but in the end it all turned out to be his fault and he was now suffering because it.
"Oh goddamn it! Why did I tell to leave! GOD I'm such an idio-" a sudden knock at the door caught B off guard. He went toward the door, thrusting all the conflicted emotions and worries about Reject to the back of his mind, he took a deep breath and pulled open the iron door.
By anyone's standards she looked like how she was supposed to look, like a prostitute, she wore a plad miniskirt with fishnet stockings and a tight, see-through tank top that showed two double D cup breasts, all of this would be more then worthy to attract an average man, but that was not the reason that B was so drawn to her.
The one thing that B found attractive was the one thing that made her stand out, and that was her electric, green hair.
B did not understand why but simply loved green hair, he loved to touch it, smell it, fist it, just the sheer unnatural look of the color fascinated and aroused him but it also reminded him of Reject which brought back a lot of guilt.
"Hey, are going to let me in or are we going to start doing this in the street" the young woman said bring B out of lala land.
"Oh sorry, I do apologize, I was admiring your beauty" B said shyly opening the door to let his guest in. the woman made her self comfortable on the couch while B wandered into the kitchen.
He rummaged through a cupboard until he found what he was looking for, a bottle wine he had stolen. He popped the cork out and left it on the counter to air and went back out to the living room.
"So, how would like to do this? Do you want to get over this now or would you like to wait and have a drink" B asked politely with a pleasant smile.
"I want my pay" the women said coldly crossing her arms. B was disgusted with her rudeness but he let it slide.
"Fine then but would you like to have some wine before we get down the business of payment?" B asked showing a more distinguished posture.
"Yeah free liquor is nice but make sure you have my money…oh and by the way I charge by the minute so you'd better hurry" She said roughly, completely ignoring B's mannerisms.
B went back into the kitchen and fetched two plastic cups from the drying rack and poured the wine. B was rather annoyed with this girl's attitude but that didn't mean he couldn't fix that.
He pulled open a drawer and fished out a small package of pills as well as a tiny mortar and pestle (small bowl with a grinder).
He popped a few of the pills out and started grinding them until they were a fine powder and then poured it into one of the glasses. After he made sure all the powder dissolved he grabbed up the two glasses and brought them out, making a mental note on which one was spiked.
When B came out to the living room the prostitute was still sitting on the couch picking at her nails and looking bored. B went over and handed the girl her drink and sat down letting out a contented sigh.
B was right about to take a sip when he noticed his partner was not doing the same. She sat there staring at the cup in her hand with a skeptic look on her face.
"What's this?" She asked in a stern tone with a disgusted look on her face.
"Its wine, have you ever tried it?"
"You put something in it didn't you"
"No I did not"
"Prove it"
B reached over and took the glass from the girl brought the cup to his lips and downed the drink in gulp and placed the empty glass on the table.
"There, satisfied" B said smugly placing his untouched drink in front of the girl beside him. The prostitute on the other hand just grabbed it up and swigged it down before plotting it back on the table with a loud clatter.
B could not mask the smirk as it came across him face. She had perfectly fallen into his masterfully constructed trap and soon she would be at his mercy. He suspected that she'd know that her drink would be drugged so he switched them ahead of time knowing that she'd take his drink.
"Checkmate my little green dove"
"Hey what's with that look you're giving me?" the girl asked glaring impatiently.
"Just as I said before, I'm admiring your beauty" B said in a sinister tone still grinning evilly.
"Whatever! Just give me my money so we can get this over-" she suddenly stopped and her eyes widened as her shaking hands came around her and squeezed her mildly convulsing body.
"W-what d-did y-you do t-to me?!?" the girl stuttered still shaking and grabbing at various parts of her body.
"Oh don't worry, I just gave you a little something to 'liven' you up a bit" B said watching continue to thrash about and contort herself into strange and awkward positions.
"D-date rape drugs?! P-poison?!?"
"No…there are no sedatives and no poison, I prefer my intimate partners to be conscious and I do not wish to fornicate with a corpse" B said showing a sinister half smile before he suddenly pushed the girl down on to her back and climbed on top of her holding her wrists above the her head.
The girl beneath him kicked and screamed and B couldn't but laugh at her fruitless attempts to push him off. When she stopped kicking B leaned over put his lips close to her ear.
"Now, I know what you are so desperate for and I'm willing to give it to you" B whispered seductively causing the girl beneath him to shiver.
"Now are you going to cooperate or am I going to have to tie you down" the girl's answer was almost instant, a quick nod and a whine was all it took. B flashed another wicked grin and trailed a hand down and gently stroked her thigh earning another shutter from the girl.
"Oh g-god! P-please!"
"Please What? Tell me what you want" B said teasingly gliding his hand up and down her leg making shiver uncontrollably.
"Oh p-please! Rape me! Fuck me! Take me! I'm yours!!" the girl screamed and B could not hold back his signature laugh.
"Good girl KYAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!" B cackled as he quickly yanked off the rest the girl's revealing clothing. He quickly shirked off his pants, not even bothering with his shirt and forcefully shoved himself inside her.
Her hot slick walls clenched tightly around his member, producing that same feeling he felt before with many of his past engagements but also reminded him of the event that took place not to long ago.
Guilt had came into his mind once again only this time it was much stronger then it was before and it threatened to tare his mind apart.
"What are doing Beyond?! This is not right! But I chose this!! It's still not right and you know it!"
"HEY!"
"Huh?"
"M-move PLEASE!!"
"Oh sorry…"
B's mind was so mixed up in thoughts about Reject he could not concentrate on what he was doing and even though it had only been 10 minutes B had already suffered one too many mistakes already.
The girl beneath him wasn't helping much either, it wasn't her nails raking down his back that bothered him (even though it was beginning to get irritating) it was the way she looked underneath him, so much of it mimicked Reject and the fact that her hair was green only made the feeling worse.
At some point B started contemplating whether to take her from behind but immediately decided against it as it would probably make her look even more like Reject if he could only see her hair so he tried to focus on parts of her body that didn't resemble Reject at all.
Her ear, her shoulder, her left nostril, finally B settled on her breasts, they looked nothing Reject's. They were huge compared to Reject's breasts and he felt safe staring at them without being reminded of her.
B's pace quickly frenzied but he was solely motivated by one thing at this point; to quickly make himself come and get it over with.
"H-hey…"
"Hmmm?" the girl's voice caught B off guard again causing him to look up and as soon as he caught sight of her green hair he was quickly reminded again of the social misfit he once called a friend.
He couldn't take it anymore and he was right about to climb off of the girl and leave when suddenly he heard her cry out and clamp around his arousal. soon after the woman's he came afterward and quickly pulled out and rushed out of the room.
He found the kitchen and slammed and bolted the door shut. A sudden nausea caught him by surprise and he rushed over the sink, tasting his partially digested lunch was awful…just awful.
After rinsing his mouth out B sunk down to the floor, wary, naked and upset. He wanted someone to blame, someone to yell at, someone smack over the head then hug'em and tell'em it was all right…someone like Reject.
B found the phone on the wall and dialed the number spent the last 5 days memorizing. He knew who it was…
…he only hoped she would pick up.
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Reject woke up to a strange ringing sound coming from her coat. She sat up on the dock rubbing her eyes she stood up and stretched herself out cracking her back and sighing contently.
The ringing in her coat continued for another minute then stopped. Reject was curious to know what it was, seeing as how she didn't own any electronic devices that made that sound. She dug her hand down into her coat and pulled out what appeared to be a cell phone.
"Ok…when the hell did I get a cell phone?" Reject said as she stared puzzled for a moment. She flipped it open to find one unheard message in the voice mail. She clicked the letter shaped icon and put the phone to her ear.
Another familiar voice could be heard over the receiver.
"Reject! Reject you ungrateful bitch! Guess what you did! You just ruined sex for me! Did you hear me!! YOU OFFICIALLY RUINED SEX FOR ME!!! Do you know how!? Every time I tried fucking that whore I kept seeing you the whole fuck time! YOU!! I hope you're happy about this!!"
Reject had to hold the pone a few inches away from her ear to keep herself from going deaf but after a few minutes of straight yelling the voice on the other end became quiet and again she held the phone closer to her ear once more.
There was no yelling this time…This time Reject heard crying.
"Reject…I'm sorry…Please come back…Reject…please…don't leave me…please don't leave me like A did…"
And with those words Reject was beaten. She ran down the dock and quickly rushed out of the harbor. It took her a couple minutes but soon she the wear house again and thrust open the big iron door.
When Reject was inside she saw the body of a naked woman passed out on the couch she assumed to be the hooker B had invited so she quickly avoided her and made her way down the hallway.
About a quarter down the hall she heard soft hiccuped cries coming from the kitchen so she rushed down the hall, but as soon as she got there the kitchen door suddenly opened and there stood B, bare as the day he was born right in front of Reject.
"Reject…" B whispered soundlessly with widened eyes that were glazed over with tears.
"…You called?" Reject said breathlessly showing a crooked smile while holding her phone up. B didn't reply, instead he walked up to Reject, threw his arms around her and joined her mouth with his.
Reject embraced him, there lips alone made prayers over the broken stone that was there friendship as well as there love. It wasn't perfect but that didn't matter, it was necessary, and neither of them wanted it any other way.
They finally broke away for air as well to look at one another. There were no words...neither of them wanted to ruin this, just staring at each other was enough.
"Ummm Baby…who's he?"
Both B and Reject turned to see the young girl standing at the end of the hall pointing at Reject.
"He?" Reject said arching an eyebrow at the girl who stood back in shock.
"Wait a sec! That thing is a GIRL!!?" the hooker shouted in complete shock.
"Well yes, of coarse she is, I wouldn't be kissing her if she wasn't" B said in a plain tone as he bent down to kiss Reject again.
"Oh my GOD!! You're disgusting! Both of you!! You sick, sick people!" the girl said as she stomped out, not even bothering to get dressed, just picked up her clothes and walked out.
Both B and Reject stood there for a moment before bursting into laughter.
"Well…that was amusing" B said between giggles.
"Yeah, it was" Reject answered smiling widely at B.
For now Reject would find that her relationship with B would not be as one sided as perceived it to be, but she also had a feeling that it wouldn't last...